Up to now, these squires of the scholar clan can be regarded as knowing Wu Dalang's methods, but they didn't expect that when he didn't use the knife, it would be even more terrifying, but would they be restrained?

Of course not, don't forget, they are the foundation of this town Xiwei, unless he Wu Dalang is reversed, otherwise, the last person to bow his head is Wu Dalang, without them, it depends on how Wu Dalang can succeed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Tomorrow, close the city! The house is closed, and no one is seen. "Old Lady Sun found the bones for these soft bones in a word, yes, they are the masters of this town Xiwei.

Wu Dalang is just a dog that they threw a bone when they were happy, and now the dog barks, then it will be killed, as for those mud legs, they have a way to deal with it.

The gentry united again, and they twisted together this time, because everyone knew that this Wu Dalang was not easy to provoke, unless he was beaten to death with a stick, otherwise they would suffer, and Shopkeeper Liu didn't dare to think about paying taxes secretly, it would only be good inside and outside.

Today's eighteen sons talk about the ancients, and it is even more exciting to hear, the Yue family army is really outstanding, don't look at the difficulties, but they have wisdom and hands, not only fight with traitors and evil businessmen inside, but also break the enemy outside, and listen to the people Yong only hate them for being born late, and they have no chance to be General Yue Fei.

The eighteenth son also wiped his head, and he was also embarrassed in his heart, not frightened by this meeting, but this is becoming more and more unreliable, Yue Fei didn't do these things at all, and the things were all made up by Wu Dalang, and many affairs were only available in this dynasty, but he only let him say this.

Fortunately, these are fools who don't know history books, otherwise they will definitely scold, but this is really good, that is, the eighteen sons can't help but speculate, if they can really follow General Yue Fei with a flintlock pistol, what will happen? It is sure to break the Yuan army, beat them back to the grassland, not even the grassland, and drive them to the far north, and let them go there to herd sheep.

Poof, the eighteen sons couldn't help laughing, and today is over.

Wu Yi is just a small adaptation, he just has this bit of ink, but if you want to talk about the novel, how many killer gold fingers have not been taken out, but they are not suitable for use, so far, the storytelling must be back to business.

Minyong is used to it, the eighteen sons are over, and they are ready to go back, and everyone can't help but want to say what they think.

Yue's army made them admire it too much, without food and grass, they robbed the enemy, and if they didn't have wealth, they created it themselves, and they couldn't help themselves.

"Stand upright!" Wu Hu suddenly stopped them.

"Please give a lecture to the head of the martial arts!"

Wu Yi has not been in the barracks, this time it is also for training, seeing that the people below are in good spirits, his eyes are bright, and his heart is stable, but this is not enough, so he still has a fire.

"The brave warriors, I just heard the ancient of Mr. Eighteenth, I am also excited, envy the eagerness and courage of the Yue family's army, now that the national disaster is at the head, we should also come forward, why not learn from the Yuejia army, the gentleman should be self-improving! We need to be self-reliant! Not much to say, the song "Men Should Be Self-Improvement" encourages everyone! "Wu Yi let people come up.

This is the musician of the garden where Mrs. Sun has a big birthday, but this time it was a dragon walking up, and they themselves were inspired by the song in their hearts, and their excitement could not be suppressed.

"Knock knock" "Knock knock" ......

When the drum sounded, the blood was immediately surging.

The pipa suona also followed highly, and in just a moment, he grabbed people's hearts, as if he wanted to bring his body up.

"Heroic face to ten thousand waves......

A male voice sings, it is a familiar Xishan old dialect, but the voice is different, strong and powerful, and it suddenly makes people hold their breath, this is not counting, this word is even more magnificent, like the waves of the Yellow River, beating the heart, the blood is boiling at the moment, it is about to break out, the young strong man can hardly withstand it, and suddenly burst into tears, and his nose is sore......

The blood is like the red sun......

This sentence simply sang everything in my heart, and I couldn't breathe, many people opened their mouths, this is their song of Jindi, the song of men, how can the feminine southern song be compared.

"Courage is like iron, bone is like steel"

Wu Yi was shocked when he heard it, this old voice suddenly broke out, it was the original work he had heard countless times, but he was amazed at the moment, this class master can only be described in one word, cow! Sang him as a modern man.

The song "Men Should Be Self-Improvement", maybe the words will not be favored by the literati and writers of this era, but at this moment, the song form is sung, and it is a group of young men who are boiling with blood and have nowhere to put it......

"Roar!"

This is what they spontaneously roared out, and if they don't call it out, they will be burned to death by blood, Sun Yuchen has a red face, a thick neck, and his clothes are opened, he has been steady for many years, and now he is in tears, trembling with excitement, clutching his clothes, he is afraid that the next moment, he will punch himself......

This is a blank sheet of paper, fragile and unable to withstand such an impact, think about it is the Internet era, singing together, how many people can't help but goosebumps, and applaud in their hearts.

They have to multiply it by a hundred times, a thousand times, the lyrics are simple and easy to understand, even if they are illiterate, they can hear it at a glance, a man can't be self-reliant, ashamed to be his seven-foot man!

The song "Men Should Be Self-Improvement" is more shocking than Tang poems and Song lyrics.

Wu Hu raised his toes, fortunately no one found out, he hurriedly wiped away his tears, at this moment he didn't dare to speak, just afraid that he would choke and not be able to make a sound, this song is so good, it is simply tailor-made, even if he is disguised resolute on the outside, but in the face of it, it is like paper being pierced, facing his heart.

"Men should be self-reliant!" I don't know who shouted.

Thousands of people shouted together: Men should be self-reliant!

The singing stopped, the people left, but the drums did not go, they knocked violently in their hearts, Wuyi warmed up layer by layer, first the eighteen sons of Gu, and then came to the old voice of Xishan, not to mention them, even if they pulled away an old man who was about to die, he could jump up.

Lao Zhao then woke up, you are a martial artist, you have clever means, he is fascinated, he can't help himself, so he shows his hands, look at these kids, they are all fascinated, and what!

Wu Yi has prepared three fires tonight, so he is not afraid that he will not be able to burn through, even if it is a piece of mud, he will have to burn it into a brick for me.

"Did it burn?"

"Yes!"

"Do you want to be self-reliant?"

"Yes!"

Wu Yi roared twice, and then said loudly: "Is Tartar terrible? It's not terrible, they are also people, your Wu Hu sect leader, as well as Wang Tiejun, when they didn't join the people's army, they fought in person, with a sword in their hands, let our Zhao Jiaotou tell you about the battle in the grassland! ”

This is not known by Min Yong, Min Yong is afraid of Wu Hu, because he is insidious, but who knows that he even fought with Tartar, and immediately stared at him with wide eyes, which is really extraordinary.

Lao Zhao stepped forward and smiled proudly, he couldn't blow enough in his life, and he was the most proud thing in his life, and his face was already red with excitement.

Wu Hu is always ashamed, and the head of the martial arts sect is blinded...... He was ...... But the head of the martial arts sect just said it, and said that he was also a first-level blade, but this also made him wake up, and he immediately felt angry in his heart, and he would definitely do it a thousand times in the future!

Yue Fei is ancient, and the song is false, but this is a living example in front of him, Lao Zhao's boast is not much inferior to the eighteen sons now, and opening his mouth makes this group of boys crazy, and looking at Wu Hu again, it is simply shocking.

Wu Hu's face was still serious, but it was also red, fortunately, it was late and he couldn't see clearly......

The heartbeats of thousands of people, the shouts of thousands of people, there are a thousand more bonfires in the small school field, and the wind is constantly blowing, and I can't wait to burn it all up.

It was disbanded, but everyone was so excited that they couldn't speak, they were full of words, they just didn't know how to speak, as long as they said it, they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to finish it overnight.

They have forgotten that they have not eaten dinner, and that there is no place in their bellies, and they are all full.

"Heroic in the face of thousands of waves......"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

They seem to be collectively speechless, and can only express it with roaring, just afraid that this night, someone will not be able to sleep.

Sun Yuchen went home top-heavy, just like getting drunk, he got drunk once, and his grandfather didn't allow him to get drunk, but this time it was really unspeakable blood, there was only that melody in his heart, that Yue Fei's Gu, that Wu Hu Sect Leader, he wanted to be such a person! This is the cry of the heart.

"The husband is back, why is it so late today, the concubine will arrange dinner, you wash up first......" Mei Jiao Niang came up virtuously.

But Sun Yuchen didn't let her finish, his body was about to explode now, but he couldn't release it, so he hugged his wife, whether there was anyone or not, and walked directly to the bedroom.

Mei Jiao Niang screamed in shock, but it made his blood boil even more, he couldn't help it, he couldn't help it for a moment, there was only one song "Men Should Be Self-Improvement" in his head, and the crotch was not Mei Jiao Niang, but the enemy general on the battlefield, he immediately raised his sword and roared to the sky.

Kill, you have to kill a lot, Tartar, come and fight for 300 rounds......

This beautifully decorated courtyard, the people are all red-faced, the young master is fierce, and many maids are like spring water, I don't know how majestic it is, so that the dignified young grandmother can be whipped so unbearable......

Just a few more steps, the maid was almost paralyzed, couldn't help but tighten the root of her legs, and ran back to the room with shame.

"Admire! My old Zhao only admires you Wu Dalang, Mo Yanduo, come and come, fight with the old man for three hundred rounds! Lao Zhao hugged the wine jar and shouted, pulling Wuyi and not letting go, it was so enjoyable, he said that he would not get drunk or return today.

Wu Yi is a person who suffers from life, others can do him, but he can't, time is short, he can't and dare not slack off, so he has to do other things.

Wu Yi racked his brains for this time, and now Minyong is just a piece, if you want to wrestle with the Tartars, you can't just use this means.

If you want to fight, you must win!

If you want to make a sound, you have to make a splash, otherwise Wuyi will disdain to do it.

The horse monkey also came, but he came thousands of miles to deliver the letter, and the Tartar army is now raging on the border of Laozhou, killing people and setting fires, and there is no grass everywhere they pass.

"Meet me with the eighteenth son, and tell me everything you see." Wu Yi clenched his fists, and he was going to light a fire again.